Heal The Wounds | ✔ [REWRITING]

♧8-DEATH AND SUFFERINGS♧

RUHI

It was going to complete 2 years ,I had come in Bangalore to complete my medical course. During this period,a lot of things had changed.In fact , everything had taken a three-sixty degree. I and Krrish had become absolutely strangers. We had lost all contacts.Neither I had called him nor I had messaged him for once and he too had maintained the same thing.We had totally grown apart and we no longer talked to each other. Those years had changed the equation between us except for my feelings towards him.

I had tried to move on but I couldn't bring myself to come in touch with other guys. I had tried to at least develop a crush on other boys of my college but it was useless. No one really caught my attention. So all I did was to bury myself into studies and story books. I

I didn't know why Krrish had made no effort to connect with me either. Perhaps, he was now living a perfect and content life with Ankita.

Currently, I was taking the MBBS course for being doctor from Bangalore University. At first, I had to face much difficulties to concentrate fully on study after leaving all of my family and friends. But with the flow of times ,I had adjusted myself and I had made myself indulged in study only. As a result, I was now known as a typical nerd in my college. I had made only one friend who was also my room mate.She was Rihana. She was a very sweet and jolly girl. She was actually outgoing and savage at the same time.

She was my best companion in every place. Here I had somehow managed to catch attention of some guys from my college but I had just simply rejected them. Whenever the thoughts of Krrish had come in my mind, I had read novels and poems to get rid of these thoughts. I loved English during school days. Even though I was a medical student, English had always attracted me. I loved literature mainly for the novels and stories.

About grandmother, it was more difficult for her to cop up with my absence. She used to call me everyday and cry saying how she was missing me. It was understandable with her situation. We had been always along after my parents' and grandfather's death. My father's family had cut all the ties with me after my father's death. In my mother's family, my mother had been a single child. Therefore, we didn't have much close relatives.

Krrish's mother had been there for my grandmother and finally she had got accustomed to me staying away. She now called me everyday and enquired about my well being and study.

However, she had not called for the last four days which was unusual of her. I had tried to contact her but she had not picked up. I was little worried about her wealth. I was not sure whether she was unwell. She should inform me atleast. Then I would bring her here or would go back home to take care of her.

She had visited me twice here. But now she was not even picking up my calls. I could sense that probably something wrong was going to happen. But I tried to calm my mind.I didn't want to think of anything negative.